Chapter 22: The Bloodline of the Demon

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"Boss, there are a lot of luxury cars outside. What's going on?" Walter walked in from outside, heading straight to the table to retrieve his lunch box. He sat next to Tom, eating as he asked.

"I think it's the Morgan family. After all, I did invade their estate last night. They might be here to settle the score."

"Do you need me to take action? I haven't tested the effect of the Murder of Crows yet," Walter's eyes lit up at the thought.

"No, you stay out of trouble. Finish your experiments quickly." Edward then bit his lips at Tom and Jerry, who were playing around. "And you two, are you going to eat or should I throw it away?"

The two immediately returned to Walter's side, obediently eating from their plates. Tom had a roast chicken and milk, while Jerry had cheese, milk, and a sandwich. They were eating better than most people.

At this moment, the door flung opened, and the middle-aged man from last night, along with the girl, walked in. First thing that came to their view were a familiar face of Edward who forced the Head of Morgan Family to jack off.

"Hello, are you here to place a commission?"

"That's right..."

"Oh, what kind of commission would you like to place?" Edward asked with a smile.

"Any kind?"

"Of course."

"What if I want you to commit suicide?"

"That's also fine. But what kind of payment are you offering?"

Hearing this, the man was stunned. He never expected that Edward would actually accept such a commission.

"What do you think is an appropriate amount?"

"Well, it is my life we're talking about. How about one million dollars? That's not too much, is it?"

"Fair enough."

"Alright, let's sign the contract then." With that, Edward pulled out a parchment scroll and went through the classic procedures. Once everything was prepared, Edward looked at the girl.

"Are you sure you want this young lady to watch me commit suicide?"

"Elena, wait outside," the man said.

The girl nodded and left the office, looking back repeatedly. Once she was gone, Edward immediately pulled out his gun. In the next second, numerous red dots appeared all over his body.

"Haha, don't get excited. I'm going to commit suicide, and using a gun is quicker than a knife," he said, then pulled the trigger. With a bang, chucks of his brain flew on the wall. As Edward fell to the ground, the man was stunned, not expecting him to actually go through with it.

Just as the man turned to leave, Edward casually sat up and shouted, "Tom, come clean up! Sir, please make the payment."

Seeing Edward come back to life, the man, barely containing his shock before transferring the money transferred the money. Edward handed him a business card and said, "Sir, if you have any more business like this in the future, please contact me."

The man snorted, turned, and left. The girl, seeing Edward unharmed, breathed a sigh of relief and followed the man out.

Unbeknownst to them, this scene was observed by surveilling agents. Realizing Edward could come back to life, they quickly reported this intelligence.

Director Nick Fury, upon receiving this information, decided he needed to meet Edward in person. After all, he had only encountered such an ability once before. He also needed to assess the threat level of this individual face-to-face.

Not only him, but HYDRA agents embedded within S.H.I.E.L.D. also received the news immediately. They dispatched a special operations team to capture Edward, aiming to obtain his resurrection ability.

Unaware that many forces were now targeting him, Edward was focused on opening his reward boxes.

"Boss, what's inside these gift boxes?" Walter asked.

"I don't know. These are my rewards. Just like you earn points for completing commissions, I get unknown rewards for completing tasks."

"Who provides these rewards?" Walter asked, his mind rapidly calculating potential sources. Unfortunately, the information he had wasn't enough to deduce the answer. His thoughts boiled down to three possibilities: a powerful nation, an alien civilization, or a deity.

"You just need to know that everything here is provided by an entity whose existence is quite surprising," Edward said cryptically. He then opened the two gift boxes, from which two orbs of light emerged.

Curious, Walter looked at the orbs. To his surprise, Edward casually picked up one of the light orbs and inserted it into Walter's body. Instantly, Walter's mind was flooded with memories of a special forces soldier, from training to battlefield combat.

"This light orb contains the combat experience of a seasoned soldier. Once you integrate it, you'll have his battle experience. However, your physical fitness still needs improvement. Make sure to train more when you have the time."

"Thank you, Boss!" Walter opened his eyes, a glint of killing intent flashing within.

"Alright, continue with your experiments," Edward said.

Walter nodded and left. Edward then turned his attention to the other orb of light, which contained a bloodline.

[Demon Bloodline: This bloodline originates from the world of Devil May Cry. It can evolve through killing, with the highest evolution being the Devil Swordmaster Bloodline, also known as the Sparda Bloodline.]

Edward pondered whether to integrate this bloodline, uncertain of the potential changes it might bring. Ultimately, he decided to consult the system.

"System, if I fuse with this demon bloodline, will there be any abnormal changes to my body?"

[Host, there will be no abnormal changes unless the bloodline reaches a certain level of power.] The system explained. With this reassurance, Edward proceeded to integrate the demon bloodline. After the fusion, he noticed significant enhancements in his physical attributes. His strength increased by nearly a ton, his speed improved considerably, and most astonishingly, his body had become immune to sharp weapon attacks.

These changes were beyond Edward's expectations! He grew increasingly excited about the potential of the demon bloodline. Currently, the demon bloodline was at its lowest level, comparable to the Empusa from Devil May Cry 5, those cannon-fodder demons with insect-like heads.

"Just how many people will I need to kill to evolve to the next level?" Edward muttered to himself.